John March, Southerner
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General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1894 Original Publisher: C. Scribner's Sons Subjects: Fiction / General Fiction / Classics Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary History / United States / Civil War Period (1850-1877) Literary Criticism / General Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be...
MoreGeneral Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1894 Original Publisher: C. Scribner's Sons Subjects: Fiction / General Fiction / Classics Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary History / United States / Civil War Period (1850-1877) Literary Criticism / General Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: r VII. EXODUS As Major Garnet's step sounded again in the hall, Barbara's crying came faintly down through the closed doors. He found Ravenel sitting by the lamp, turning the spotted leaves of Heber's poems. " Mrs. Garnet putting Barb to bed ? " he asked, and slowly took an easy chair. His arm was aching cruelly. " Yes." The young guest stretched and smiled. The host was silent. He was willing to stand by what he had done, but that this young friend with lower moral pretensions wholly approved it made his company an annoyance. What he craved was unjust censure. " I reckon you'd like to go up, too, wouldn't you? It's camp bedtime." " Yes, got to come back to sleeping in-doors -- might as well begin." On the staircase they met Johanna, with a lighted candle. The Major said, as kindly as a father, "I'll take that." As she gave it her eyes rolled whitely up to his, tears slipped down her black cheeks, he frowned, and she hurried away. At his guest's door he said a pleasant good-night, and then went to his wife's room. Only moonlight was there. From a small, dim chamber next to it came Barbara's softened moan. The mother sang low a child hymn. The father satdown at a window, and strove to meditate. But hi arm ached. The mother sang on, and presently hi found himself waiting for the fourth stanza. It did no come; the child was still; but his memory supplied it " And soon, too soon, the ...
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